Everyday Ester and Bill would sit at the same bench in the park and feed the birds. Once Bill passed on, Ester found it hard to keep going. They never had children during their 50 years of marriage and in a way she had begun to feel like the birds were her family.
On the last morning of Ester’s life, she decided to go to the park. She said goodbye as she threw the special food to the birds. One by one, the birds began to die. Now Ester wouldn’t have to do it alone and ate the poison.